Trap Fever Trilogy
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“Babe,” she quietly said as she tossed the covers off of her head.
“Yes baby?” Savage asked as he walked back into the room and shut the door behind him. He walked over to the bed and sat on the edge next to her.
“I was having a bad dream,” Aleesha said with sadness in her voice.
Savage couldn’t help but notice how babyish her voice had gotten while she talked. “About what, baby?” he asked as he began to rub her stomach.
“Everywhere I went I kept seeing people in all black, and they kept cornering me,” she told him timidly.
“It’s okay mommy, we gon’ get the rest of the mothafuckas that did this to you. We already took care of three of them. All we got is two left.”
“Who?” she asked, getting excited.
“Well the other bitch who jumped you is some bitch named Porsha. We just don’t know who paid them,” Savage explained.
“Weren’t you guys supposed to find that out tonight?” Aleesha asked, becoming confused.
“Yeah but Lala ol’ crazy ass killed the only bitch who knew her name,” Savage playfully stated.
“Wow,” Aleesha exclaimed, giggling. “Really?”
“Yeah, she really with that shit. It even shocked me,” he stated with a chuckle. “But all we know is she’s light-skinned with brown hair, and fuck with them bitches from RDDL.”
“I don’t know anyone that fucks with them bitches,” she said as she began to think back. “Even when Mila was with Ronnie they didn’t like her because they felt like he should only date somebody from the ‘hood, so I don’t know.”
“We’ll figure it out. Somebody is gone talk, but until then, you not leavin’ this house, aight? I’ll be damned if somethin’ else happens to you,” Savage said as he planted a kiss on her forehead. “Now go back to sleep mommy, I’m here now.”
“Okay babe,” Aleesha said as she closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
Old Lovers, New Enemies?
Christmas was promptly approaching, but no one seemed to be in much of a jolly spirit. Three months had passed, and Aleesha was fully recovered. She still didn’t want to believe that Cali had anything to do with her getting jumped, but she couldn’t put it past him. She was ready to jump back into her old life, and also get the well needed revenge against whoever was responsible for the horrible condition she was in. Savage still wasn’t having it though. Once she started healing up, he took her keys to prevent her from going anywhere. He didn’t trust the streets and he wanted her at home until he took care of it all. She knew she had to get at least one of her sets of keys from him, and she knew the perfect way.
As soon as Aleesha’s ribs had healed and she was able to move around and function, she made sure every day before Savage went anywhere, that he never left the house hungry or horny. She made sure he had a healthy breakfast, and she reminded him of exactly what he had waiting for him at home every night.
This particular morning, she made him a breakfast of steak, sautéed shrimp, scrambled eggs, smothered potatoes, and biscuits. And to top it all off, she poured him a big glass of his favorite orange juice. She had it sitting on the kitchen table when he came out of their bedroom, waiting to be devoured.
“Morning, babe. Your breakfast is ready,” Aleesha said seductively. She stood in the hallway, in nothing but some boy shorts and a wife beater.
“Morning, beautiful. Damn, it smells good in here. And you lookin’ good too,” Savage said with a smile as he walked toward her. She led him into the kitchen and to the table. “Damn, all this for me?” he asked as he sat down. He couldn’t wait to tear into his food.
“Yes babe,” she said as she rounded the kitchen counter and began to clean up the morning mess. “Umm ...” She hesitated before asking him, “When am I gonna get my keys and be able to leave?”
“When I handle the rest of that shit, Leelee. I don’t want you goin’ nowhere, cuz if something happens to you again, there won’t be no talking or waiting. I’m killing everything in sight,” he said before digging into his plate.
Aleesha knew there was no getting around her husband. Being a Capricorn, Savage was as stubborn as they came. She knew there was only one other way to get around it, so she waited for him to finish his food, then went and sat on his lap. She started kissing him intensely, and knew the bulge in his pants meant it was time for her to satisfy her husband.
In the blink of an eye, Aleesha got on her knees, unzipped Savage’s pants, pulled his dick out and started going to work. She started at the tip, and licked all around the head of his dick. Then she licked up and down the shaft, with no hands all the while. She took his balls in her mouth and sucked on each one individually, then put both of them in her mouth while she massaged his dick with her hand. “You like this, daddy?” she asked in her most seductive voice.
“Damn!” Savage exclaimed before she took his dick back in her mouth. She started deep throating him, then started licking the tip and around the head of his penis, all the while massaging his balls. Then she started sucking his dick again, jacking it off at the same time. She knew just how to please her man, and that’s exactly what she aimed to do, but at the same time, she had a free hand in his pockets grabbing her keys.
A few minutes later, Savage exploded in her mouth, and Aleesha swallowed every last drop. She rushed to the bathroom to hide her keys and brush her teeth. When she came out of the bathroom he kissed her goodbye and left to get on his grind. She wanted to make sure he was fully gone and wouldn’t come back home, so she waited an hour before she planned to leave. She knew if he didn’t come back, he wouldn’t be back until that night, so she had plenty of time to handle her business.
Aleesha took a quick shower, then got out and got dressed. She threw on a pair of faded blue Eileen Fisher Plus roll cuff jeans, an aqua blue Nike hoodie, and aqua blue Nike Air Forces. She wanted to wait a few more minutes before she left just to be sure Savage didn’t come back, so she sat in the living room and watched some TV. She got startled when she heard a knock at the door.
“Who is it?” she asked before she got to the door, but when she looked through the peephole, she didn’t expect him to be standing there. Thankfully, she already had her .22 on her. She held it behind her back with her left hand as she opened the door.
“Wassup Aleesha?” Cali asked as he stepped inside. He also came packing, with his P95 Ruger in his waistband. He didn’t think he was going to have to use it but came strapped just in case.
“Shit, you tell me,” she said as she shut the door. They walked to the living room and stood around the coffee table. Aleesha didn’t know what to think or how to feel, and she definitely wasn’t expecting him of all people to be at her door. She didn’t even know how he found out where she lived.
“I heard you got jumped. I wanted to come see you but I knew yo nigga wouldn’t allow it. What happened?” he asked sincerely as they stood facing each other.
“What do you mean ‘what happened’?” she asked, getting angry. “You tell me. Those bitches said it was for you.”
“What the fuck?!” Cali screamed, staring her in the eyes. “I didn’t have shit to do wit’ that, cuh.”
“Then why would they say that?”
“I don’t know.”
“Why the fuck would they jump me and say it was for you? Did you tell anyone that you thought it was me?” she asked, getting antsy.
“Hell nah! I put that on my daughter’s life I didn’t have shit to do with that. Mila came and told me you had me set up.”
“What?” Aleesha had a stunned look on her face. “Why the fuck would she say that? She knows how much I love you and how it fucked me up to even know you had been shot,” she said as she began to cry. “I would never try and hurt you like that, Cali.”
“Man, I know,” Cali said as he grabbed her and pulled her closer to him, wrapping his arms around her. He took the gun out of her hand and set it down on the coffee table.
“Cali, I lost my baby over this shit,
” she said, sobbing into his shoulder.
“Fuck, cuh,” he said as he continued to hug her, starting to feel her pain. “You know I love you too much to ever want to see you hurtin’. I stopped my baby momma from tryna do somethin’ and from sayin’ all that shit cuz I knew it wasn’t you.”
“What even made Mila tell you some shit like that?” Aleesha asked as she looked up at him. This whole thing was incomprehensible.
“She said she was fuckin’ one of yo nigga’s friends, Smurf, and he told her that you said it,” Cali responded with a straightforward look on his face.
“Wait, what?” Aleesha broke free from his hold, with an even more confused look on her face. “Why would Smurf tell her that shit? Man, this shit ain’t making no sense. I need to go talk to her,” she said as she grabbed her .22.
“You want me to go?” Cali asked, trying to be supportive.
“Nah, I got this,” Aleesha said as she rushed out the door.
On The Other Side of Town...
Savage was at In The Stars, giving a customer a wax dab when he heard an all too familiar voice.
“Hey, Savage,” Noelle said nonchalantly as she walked up to the wax station. He couldn’t believe this bitch had the audacity to come to his shop. He just hoped and prayed he wouldn’t end up back in jail today because of her.
“What the fuck do you want?” Savage asked, not caring that everyone started staring at them.
“I need to talk to you in private.” She spoke in a hushed tone, trying not to let everyone hear their business.
“Last time we tried that, I got put in jail. Whatever you need to say you can say right here.”
“No, I think I need to talk to you in private, it’s about the baby.”
Savage led Noelle back into his office. He hoped whatever she was about to say wasn’t bullshit. He took a seat at his desk and she sat on the couch opposite of him.
“I really apologize for all that happened between us,” Noelle started to say. “I didn’t mean to have you put in jail. Honestly, that wasn’t even part of the plan,” she confessed.
“What you mean ‘part of the plan’?” Savage asked with uncertainty in his voice.
She shook her head before she looked back at him. “I’ll keep it 100 right now. Your so called best friend is not to be trusted.”
“What the fuck are you talkin’ about?” he asked, immediately getting furious.
“I don’t know what’s goin’ on right now, but it’s becoming too much and I don’t want to be involved in it anymore,” she said with fear in her voice.
“Man, what are you talkin’ about?” he asked again, confused.
“Marcus. That nigga is and has been schemin’ on you for the longest,” Noelle stated. “I honestly don’t know how your ass has missed it. And truth is, me and him have been fuckin’ around for years and that nigga is grimy. Me, and every other bitch he hooked you up wit’ was just a set up.”
“Man, you’ve been lyin’ since I met you. So how do I know this ain’t some shit you makin’ up?” Savage asked, not believing anything she was telling him.
“Look, you don’t have to believe me. I’m tryna warn yo dumb ass. I bet you didn’t even know he tried to fuck your wife.”
Savage’s face instantly became flushed, and he could feel his temperature rising. “Man, get out. Bitch I swear you just love drama.”
“Okay, but I tried to warn ya slow ass,” Noelle said as she got up from the couch and headed toward the door. As soon as she got to the door, she turned around to give Savage a few more thoughts to ponder on. “Oh yeah, I had an abortion. The baby wasn’t yours anyway, it was his. I was already pregnant when we fucked. Oh, and you need to warn your girl about Mila. I’m pretty sure she would have been cut that bitch off when you smashed.”
“Get the fuck out!” Savage yelled.
Noelle left his office and left out the shop. She hoped that the little bit of warning she tried to give Savage registered.
Meanwhile, Savage sat back in the chair, wondering why Noelle would even come to him with this information. How the fuck did she know about me and Mila, he thought as he tried to calm his nerves. But the more he sat thinking about it, the more furious he became. He didn’t want to believe anything she had said, but deep down in his gut he knew she was telling the truth. It had all started to make sense to him now.
About a year ago, Aleesha and Lala went on a weekend getaway with a couple of their other female friends. And of course niggas being niggas, Savage and Marcus had their own little weekend extravaganza. They invited a couple of their homeboys over to Marcus’s, who also invited some females over. One of the women who ending up coming over was Milasia. They had drugs, liquor, and food, and everyone was there to have a good time.
All that night, Milasia kept flirting with Savage and sending him little hints, but he didn’t think anything of it because she had been flirting with everyone else. Savage ended up getting sloppy drunk, and Milasia volunteered to help him to the room. As soon as they got to the bedroom, Milasia seduced him by sucking his dick and they ended up fucking. He knew he shouldn’t have fucked her for the simple fact that she and Aleesha were so close, but he was too drunk and wasn’t in his right mind enough to stop it and luckily she never spoke on it. The next morning when he woke up though, Milasia was gone and so was a whole band of hundreds. He thought he was so drunk he had already stashed it, but the money never came up accounted for. He had only told Marcus about what happened that night, and as he sat and recapped on their conversation, he realized now that he was set up.
“Nigga, I really fucked up last night,” Savage had said as he and Marcus sat around the living room smoking a blunt.
“How?” Marcus asked vaguely.
“I fucked Mila,” Savage regretfully admitted.
“Nigga, everybody fucks Mila, that’s what she was there for.”
“Nigga what you mean,” Savage asked with a bewildered look on his face. “That’s my girl’s friend. That shit would kill her.”
“She won’t find out ‘cause Mila got what she wanted,” Marcus stated. “That bitch is about cash and she ain’t stupid enough to ever step to Aleesha about it, unless it’s gonna benefit putting even more money in her pockets.”
“Nigga you better hope so,” Savage said with a sigh.
“Nah, nigga, you better hope so,” Marcus had said with a laugh.
Savage didn’t pay attention to the little things Marcus said until now. He left the shop on a new mission, to find out exactly how much scheming his so-called best friend was doing on him.
What’s done in the Dark...
Aleesha sat parked in her Camaro across the street from Milasia’s house, smoking a blunt with her .22 in her lap. When she first pulled up and noticed Lala’s 2013 Lexus ES parked in front, she knew something wasn’t right. She knew her best friend wasn’t there because she was in New York visiting her family, so she knew it had to be no one other than Marcus. Her gut kept telling her that something wasn’t right; she just didn’t know what it was. She put out her blunt, put her phone on silent, tucked her gun in her sweater pocket and hopped out of the car. She threw her hood on and walked across the street.
As she got closer to Milasia’s house, she could hear slow music coming from out of the house. As Aleesha approached the door, she heard “Red Light Special” by TLC, and her knowing Milasia, she knew that she was in there getting her some. This bitch is outta line if they fucking, she thought. Then she wondered what Lala would do once she found out about Milasia and Marcus. She knocked at the door, but got no answer. She tried turning the doorknob and thankfully the door was unlocked, so she slowly opened it and crept in. When she got to the bedroom door, the music in the room got real low, and she could hear two voices talking.
***
Marcus had Milasia bent over in the bed, with her face down and ass up. “You like this dick, don’t you?” he asked as he pounded away at her pussy, fucking her raw and hard like she liked it.
“Damn, you hear what happened to them bitches who fucked up Aleesha?” he asked her.
“Yeah, so what?” Milasia responded, not showing any remorse or hurt.
“Shit. You never know who talked before they got killed,” he said as he hit the blunt.
“I don’t care, Aleesha won’t find out shit. One thing I know is none of them bitches were snitches. So we don’t have shit to worry about. Next week this shit will be over and we can continue our plans.”
“Yeah, but gettin’ her jumped wasn’t part of the plans, you was foul for that.”
“You and Smurf almost killin’ Cali wasn’t part of the plans either,” Milasia countered.
“Ay, we had to make that shit believable. Niggas ain’t just shootin’ niggas now. You either body the nigga or get bodied. He better be glad he didn’t die,” Marcus stated grimly.
“Yeah, but that’s still my brother.”
“Blood, you wasn’t worried about that when you came up with the plan. But shit, what’s done is done. We got bigger shit to worry about. Regardless of what you talkin’, Aleesha and Savage didn’t take that shit lightly. Aleesha might act sweet and let shit slid, but I’ve seen her do some grimy shit, and when it comes to certain things, she don’t fuck around.”